Childhood is a pure and unforgettable time. In childhood, we weave beautiful stories every day. Some seemingly trivial things contain our happiness, dreams and pursuits. In childhood, everyone has a few interesting things, and I have an interesting thing to share with you.
It was the summer when I was six years old. Because my parents are busy and have no time to take care of me, I often stay at home alone. I was the only one that day. My parents left in a hurry and forgot to turn on the electric fan for me. I am very hot at home alone. At that time, I was not tall enough to reach the switch of the electric fan, and I couldn't find the remote control of the air conditioner (even if I found it, I wouldn't turn it on, I was looking for it blindly). At that time, I also thought: simply find Houyi and shoot the sun. I hate summer, it's too hot, and my parents are not at home. Well, what should I do? At this time, I thought of an electrical appliance-refrigerator. Because the popsicle is taken out of the refrigerator, there must be air conditioning in it. I immediately ran to the front of the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator door, and the air conditioner suddenly came to my face. Wow! Very comfortable, so cool! I enjoyed it greedily, and then I thought, wouldn't it be better to let my tongue cool down So I put my tongue into the frost around the refrigerator. Wow! It's like a popsicle, so cool! I think I'm too smart. I am probably the only one who knows this way! I feel that my tongue is too cold and numb, so I quickly recycle it. Ah! Why is it frozen? I pulled hard, yeah! It hurts! It's bleeding! My tongue was pulled out, but it was bleeding. I panicked and sobbed. ~ ~ ~ ~(& gt； _ & lt； ) ~ ~ ~ ~ Mom heard what I did after work, and O(∩_∩)O laughed, and I was still at a loss.
Yes, in retrospect, I can't help laughing. I wouldn't do such a stupid thing, but it has always made me unforgettable. I don't know why. Maybe it was because I envied the naivety at that time. From a naive child to a talkative girl at that time, I have experienced a lot. I keep a diary and think about interesting and sad things when I was a child. I think that my childhood has always been there and will not be lost because of the passage of time, as long as I have a childlike innocence ... References:
This is my original. I'm in the sixth grade.
2. Composition Scene Description Scene description is a scene description, which describes the overall situation of many characters' activities at a specific time and place. It is often a comprehensive application of narrative, description, lyric and other expression methods, and it is a concentrated expression of natural scenery, social environment, character activities and other description objects. Common scenes include labor scenes, battle scenes, sports scenes and various meeting scenes. A single way of expression and writing is not enough to show a specific atmosphere in scene description. It is necessary to comprehensively use narrative, description, lyricism, discussion and other means of expression, as well as various means of contrast and symbol, to make the scene a vivid and infectious picture.
Example:
1 The 60th anniversary of the founding of New China has inspired Chinese people all over the world.
The setting sun is like blood, red clouds are rolling and rouge is purple. On the horizon, there is a huge black silhouette of a highly developed and fortress-like urban agglomeration, and the intercity rail runs on the wasteland in radiation. Near the yellow sand, the outline of heavy iron ash reflects a trace of awe-inspiring gold, raising floating dust to cover the sky and heading for the distance, and the roar of machinery is hot and rough. All this has solidified into a thick and strong oil painting, just like the war itself, which has condensed too many human dreams of love and hate, thank you, Sir, and glory.
It was cloudy and cold for three days in a row. The sidewalks on both sides of Chang 'an Avenue are crowded with men, women and children. The road is so long and there are so many people that you can't see the east end and the west end. People are all wrapped in black gauze on their arms and white flowers on their chests, and their eyes are all looking at the direction where Premier Zhou's hearse will come. A white-haired old woman, with a cane in her hand and a locust tree on her back, waited anxiously and patiently. A young couple, husband holding his little daughter, wife holding their six or seven-year-old son, squeezed off the sidewalk and looked around. A group of tearful red scarves, arm in arm with each other, stood on tiptoe and looked at each other. ...
Before entering the market gate, I saw the crowd inside, full of people. The market is divided into vegetable area, fish, meat, poultry, egg area and commodity area. We followed the crowd into the vegetable market. I saw the vegetables and fruits in it, which were fresh, rich and dazzling. There are green vegetables, white radishes, watery celery, ruddy tomatoes, prickly cucumbers and various agricultural and sideline products. People can choose their favorite fresh and tender vegetables at the booth, which is slightly more expensive than the state-owned food market.
3. Scene Description Composition 500 words Autumn is about to pass, the cold rain is slightly cold, the rain outside the window is gurgling, and the rustling rain curtain is like fallen leaves, like flowers flying in the quiet night; Tea under the lamp is light and elegant, full of poetry and artistic conception. Then let me, under the traction of my ancestors' poems, open the clouds and feel what rain is, which can shorten the day and lengthen the night and be sung through the ages.
For the description of rain, there are many good sentences from ancient times to the present. Su Dongpo's "The water is bright and beautiful, the mountains are rainy", the article "It rains like a hanging cloud in xian yangqiao, and the fishing boats are ten thousand points apart" and Han Yu's "The rain in the sky is crisp, and the grass is near in the distance" all describe the beautiful enjoyment brought by wet rain. As long as the rain doesn't fall straight and the wind doesn't blow obliquely, walk with the umbrella in the rain, let the raindrops beat on the umbrella surface, and then gently rotate the umbrella handle to spray the raindrops in all directions, thus rotating into a circle of cornices. How many times can we catch up with such a scene in the rain in our life? !
At the beginning of the shower, the scenery is clear, and the poet will inevitably be filled with emotion. Wang Weiyou wrote in "Mountain in Autumn Night": "After the rain, an empty mountain stands on an autumn night. The moonlight in the pine forest and the crystal stone in the stream seem to have taken us to Xanadu, where there is no noisy traffic and chaotic sky, only the wind is cool and the moon is bright, which makes our mood settle for a moment, which is also good. Su Shi wrote "Huanxi Sand": "Soft grass makes the rain fresh, light sand makes the road clean", which is a pleasure of whipping after rain. Soft grass and light sand let the poet ride on horseback and enjoy himself.
Rain is wonderful. When you are happy, it is like a cheerful song, which is pleasant to hear through the window. When you are lonely, it becomes a sad poem again. Rain hits the window lattice, making it full of sadness. Poets often use rain to express their feelings and empathize with them, weaving love, rain, emotion and sorrow into a thin net, trapping lonely and impetuous hearts. Chen's "Cold Spring", "Begonia is not afraid of rouge color, only in the drizzle", seems to praise flowers, intended to praise people, and put pen to paper to give birth to flowers, which is meaningful. Yan's Falling Flowers in the Rain: "The falling flowers are independent, and the swift flies together" and "Finding the way in the dream and flying the falling flowers in the rain" all put this unforgettable memory in the rain, as if the independent person, the flying swallow, the falling rain and the withered flowers were all integrated into time and space and turned into eternity. Li Yu, the queen of the Tang Dynasty, wrote "The rain outside the window is gurgling and the spring scenery is fading", which is full of sadness and sadness. The poet was trapped in the north, the night was like iron, the drizzle was full of ears, and his mood was extremely sad. All kinds of sadness could not be carried by a sigh of rain!
The rain is not only heavy, but also audible. Listening to the cold rain, Li Qingzhao's "Indus" is even more raining, dripping at dusk. How can I get a sad word this time? "(Looking for a Slow Voice) sounds so sad, sad and sad. There is also her "Adding Words to Pick Mulberry Seeds and Bananas", which depicts the scene of sitting and listening to the rain beating the banana: "I am worried about the rain in the middle of the night, and I am worried that the northerners will not get used to it. "In addition to sadness, more increased sadness. Nie Shengqiong's "Tears before the pillow * * * step before the rain, and the light drops through the window" ("Partridge Sky") can be described as the best way to send rain. In a trance, it seems that raindrops are beating the tiles with scales and tens of millions of petals, from far and near, gently and gently, bit by bit, minutely trivial, with thick gaps. Whether it is a scattered phoenix tree or a sudden rain hitting a banana, rain is like a wet soul, calling and whispering outside the front window of the house.
The autumn rain outside the window is still fluttering, shrouded in smoke, thinking that reunion is far away, and the past is fleeting. The book is covered with a sentence, "The bluebird is not outside the cloud, and the lilacs are sad in the rain." When the rain sounded, I sat alone, listening to the sounds of nature, only letting "how many things come to my heart with the wind and rain through the ages".
4. The scene describes the lively Spring Festival. The annual Spring Festival is coming again. Presumably, every child is eagerly looking forward to the Spring Festival and has something he likes! For example: collecting lucky money from elders, shopping around for new clothes, visiting relatives, traveling and so on. My favorite thing is to set off firecrackers and fireworks.
Every new year, I will pester my father to take me to set off firecrackers. There are no firecrackers in the city now, so my father has to take me to the suburbs to set off firecrackers. Every time we buy many different kinds of firecrackers and fireworks.
We put firecrackers in the soil and lit the fuse with incense. I covered my ears tightly with my hands, hid behind the adults, leaned out half my head, looked at the burning fuse, and thought to myself: should I let go and jump in front to be brave, or do I look scared now? While I was still hesitating, the firecrackers exploded with a bang, and the scraps of paper were immediately scattered all over the floor, dusty and the air was filled with smoke.
I also cried with joy! Of course, the most spectacular thing is the fireworks at night. Some fireworks are put into the sky like blooming chrysanthemums, some fireworks are put into the sky like small circles, and then they are enlarged round and round like water waves. The color of each circle is different! Some fireworks are scattered in the sky like fountains.
.. all kinds of colorful fireworks are intertwined, one after another, colorful, dressing up the night sky like a brightly lit palace, which is very beautiful.
Looking at the fireworks all over the sky, listening to the crackling firecrackers everywhere, the bustling New Year is coming again.
5. An essay describing the scene began, and the scene changed from low tide to * * *. The cheers and stomping of the students melted into one, and finally arrived in our class. Male students immediately went into battle, stood up, posed and became "work" departments, hugging and hooking their feet; Lean back and grab the hemp rope with your hands like iron tongs.
Waiting for the whistle to sound, the students will try their best to suck milk, like tigers. The tendons in our hands are abrupt.
The muscles are tight, the hair on the body is straight, the hair stands up, the forehead shrinks into a circle, the palms are red with the rope, and some even blister and sweat. Despite this, we still pull hard, and the more we hold hands, the more "malicious". We gritted our teeth and endured the pain, thinking: we must persist, we must not relax, and we must win if we want to win.
Our legs keep moving backwards and farther away, and the red scarf slowly moves closer to us from the middle point. The victory is imminent, and Class 6 15 is not to be outdone. They all tried their best, bulging their cheeks and swollen their faces, like steel soldiers.
We thought we were going to win, so we didn't pay attention to each other, but/kloc-class 0/5, while we were not paying attention, came a sudden "attack" This will make us dizzy and stagger, as if we had drunk * * *.
The red scarf is getting closer and closer to each other. What should I do? Some teachers around encouraged us to cheer for us, and the students began to calm down and cheer up. The cheerleaders also cheered for us: "Come on, 16 class, come on ……" Listening to the cheering sound of the cheerleaders, we suddenly felt full of energy and pulled the rope back hard. The red scarf slowly leaned over to us, "Win!" We cheered.
6. The composition about the scene description is in late autumn, and my chest is a little sad.
So, I took advantage of a sunny day to relive the charming river in my childhood. A few old willows are graceful, and the wind blows branches like the beard of an old man.
The river frowned slightly and crushed a golden light. The sparkling reflected the sparse beautiful image of weeping willows.
If it is summer, the river is like a kind old man, putting us in the river and touching us gently. At night, it fell asleep, making everything warm and quiet, and the sound of oars pulled me back from my good memories.
In front of the river in late autumn, it is as deep and solemn as a thin old man in the rustling autumn wind. Yellow leaves fall into the water and float with the waves.
The river gently kissed the gentle and affectionate sandy shore, as if to wipe the wound for it. The weeping willows on both sides of the strait are not luxuriant, with few branches and leaves. ...........................................................................................................................................................
But I clearly saw the strong bones, unyielding personality and lofty dignity of the river.
7. The scene describes the lively Spring Festival. The annual Spring Festival is coming again. Presumably, every child is eagerly looking forward to the Spring Festival and has something he likes! For example: collecting lucky money from elders, shopping around for new clothes, visiting relatives, traveling and so on. My favorite thing is to set off firecrackers and fireworks.
Every new year, I will pester my father to take me to set off firecrackers. There are no firecrackers in the city now, so my father has to take me to the suburbs to set off firecrackers. Every time we buy many different kinds of firecrackers and fireworks.
We put firecrackers in the soil and lit the fuse with incense. I covered my ears tightly with my hands, hid behind the adults, leaned out half my head, looked at the burning fuse, and thought to myself: should I let go and jump in front to be brave, or do I look scared now? While I was still hesitating, the firecrackers exploded with a bang, and the scraps of paper were immediately scattered all over the floor, dusty and the air was filled with smoke.
I also cried with joy! Of course, the most spectacular thing is the fireworks at night. Some fireworks are put into the sky like blooming chrysanthemums, some fireworks are put into the sky like small circles, and then they are enlarged round and round like water waves. The color of each circle is different! Some fireworks are scattered in the sky like fountains.
.. all kinds of colorful fireworks are intertwined, one after another, colorful, dressing up the night sky like a brightly lit palace, which is very beautiful.
Looking at the fireworks all over the sky, listening to the crackling firecrackers everywhere, the bustling New Year is coming again.
8. Articles containing scene descriptions
Snow is a kind of thing that can make people feel all kinds of emotions ... When catkins and reeds like snowflakes are falling from the sky outside the window, when the earth is decorated like a white carpet with snowflakes, standing in front of the window and watching them will have many feelings: they make me feel happy, even if I encounter unpleasant things, I will feel relaxed.
Snowflakes are white and pure. They also make the earth very pure and beautiful. I have a feeling that snow not only makes everything pure, but also makes people's hearts as beautiful and pure as it.
At this time, a snowflake touched the window and melted at once. I think the snow may melt soon after it stops. I really hate melting them. However, the snow will eventually melt. But its short life can protect plants, moisten and purify the air. I think it is the most selfless, it silently dedicated its own "life."
"Edelweiss, Edelweiss ..." When I watch snowflakes baptize the world, the melody of Edelweiss will reverberate in my mind. The lyrical melody of this song can accurately express the beauty of snow. I hope snow can really bless our motherland and world peace, as the edelweiss says.
I miss these snows because they had a good time. When the snow stopped, the sun shone on the earth again. A gust of wind blew off the pine snow on the ground and branches, flying in the blue sky, and the sunshine made it more crystal clear. At this time, I think snow is using this last time to show all its last beauty, and then it dies silently, becomes water and moistens the earth.
This is the first snow in winter and the first snow in 2005.
At six o'clock in the morning, I just got up and heard my father say it was snowing outside! Hearing this, I quickly ran out of the window and looked, ah! I saw a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth, and snowflakes were falling from the sky, as if a white tent had been pulled up all around, and the earth was immediately wrapped in silver. I can't help but think of a poem, "Like spring breeze, night comes and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". How beautiful!
Snow is as white as jade. Is it General Xiaotian sent by the Heavenly Palace or the jade leaf falling from the laurel tree in the Moon Palace? Snowflakes are like beautiful jade butterflies, dancing with ecstasy; Like a dandelion blown off; Like flying; Like a little white flower given by an angel; Scattered and gathered, fluttering leisurely, gently Ying Ying, is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the earth! I saw the snow in front of me as naughty as a butterfly, falling under the eaves for a while, falling on the branches for a while, and floating on the faces of pedestrians from time to time.
You see, people in the snow, no, are energetic students, chasing, running, jumping and laughing, standing side by side with pine trees. It snowed even harder, and it turned into goose feather snow. My classmates and I walked out of the classroom and ran to the playground. No matter how cold the weather is and how heavy the snow is, we don't care even if the snow hits our warm faces heavily, because we are so happy and happy! You can have a snowball fight and make a snowman.
Snow is the messenger of winter, especially the first snow, which indicates the arrival of winter. I love snowflakes because they are beautiful, pure and selfless, and can bring joy to the earth.
Today, the sun shines like fire on the earth, and it is also the annual parent-child sports meeting in our school. Everyone is very happy because they can win glory for their respective groups with their parents.
When we arrived at the sports center, the students entered the stadium in an orderly way under the guidance of the teacher. All the students in our class are full of energy and high morale. There is only one wish in their hearts: I hope that this sports meeting will win the first place in the whole year. The opening ceremony of the sports meeting began. The headmaster spoke on the radio and said, "Hello, classmates, teachers and parents. This year's annual parent-child sports meeting begins now! " All the students in the school are dressed in neat uniforms and lined up neatly. They formed a square on the playground and shouted the slogan of their class. The slogan of our class is particularly heroic: "1234, 1234! Four, five, four, five must be able to write and type first! Not others, it is me! " After the parade ceremony, the tense sports meeting began!
Today's sports meeting can be rich, with parents jumping long ropes, parents and children jumping over obstacles in relay races, and long-distance running from 60 meters to 800 meters. .
The most exciting event is the obstacle relay race between parents and children. As soon as Mr. Tang's gunfire rang, I saw Wei Liangyu in our class clutching the baton, crossing the obstacle and passing it on to the next parent. The cheerleaders in our class also cheered, and the students shouted one after another. The game is going on nervously. Suddenly, a parent ran too fast, lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground. No, what can we do Can the game continue? The students on the side were shocked, only to see that the parent was not discouraged and was still fighting the pain. Come on! Come on! The students shouted louder, and the game was over! The students and parents of our class won the second place through hard work.
Sweat and smiles flow on their faces, and honor passes in everyone's heart. Although everyone is very tired in this sports meeting, everyone is very happy.
9. Composition describing the scene The afterglow of the sunset lazily climbed over the white and smooth skin of the mountain peak; Warmly shining on this quiet land, the clouds on the horizon drift by, as if following the footsteps of their companions; The blue lake slowly flows, and there are several boats across the lake, vaguely flashing some fishing fires. Maybe when the scenery is too lonely, I will sing, singing with the lake, taking me to recall that unforgettable past, with a little sadness, but when I turned away, I saw the other side of the mountain. That's where the sun rises again. Maybe spring will come tomorrow! The warm sunshine shines on the lake, and the last red leaf in the forest still stands proudly on the branches. The bright red and green colors and uncoordinated colors form a unique winter scene.
Sometimes a gust of wind blows, and branches without leaves rustle, which also makes people feel sad. But if you look at those branches again, new buds have been bred. This kind of fluffy and humble bud immediately reminds you of the future spring and the vibrant and flowery days.
Walking in the snow is more interesting. There is only a trace of wind in the sky, holding the snow like a kite. Looking up, this silk wind dominates the snowflake like a butterfly, falling obliquely, flying in a whirl, floating to the ground and falling on pedestrians.
Snowflakes, like naughty children, never tire of playing, brush people's hot faces, turn into water droplets and flow onto eyebrows and beards, forming small ice cubes. Snow falls silently, fluttering. Soon, there will be a thin layer on the ground. When you step on it, it will make cheerful footsteps "cheep, cheep, cheep".
With this step, you can spread your imagination wings as much as possible, pursue your best memories and embrace your happiness! You might as well take a deep breath. The flowers of My Sweetie will soak in your heart and spleen. You can't help but think of a pure heart. When you wake up in the morning, you will feel that the whole world is so pure and the fog is filled in winter. After the fog cleared, a wonderful scene appeared immediately. The needles of pine trees are covered with thick frost, like white autumn chrysanthemums; The branches of deciduous trees are covered with white snow, just like white jade carved trees; The weeping willows are wrapped in silver, and the bushes are all white coral, which is confusing. There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery. I like the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter best. In winter, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm of heavy snow and a crystal clear fairy tale world.
The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of snow give people a cool and shining comfort. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even my heart is purifying and becoming pure and beautiful.
The snow at dusk, deeply cut, seems to be inextricably linked with emotions, and it is as turbulent as sea water, which can drown everything, and there is a sense of * * * like uncovering the head and tail. Snowflakes are colorful and crystal clear, like soldiers who go out to war, covered with silver armor, and like pieces of sailing ... The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is only one piece of silver between heaven and earth, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.
After the snow, the world is decorated with continuous white snow, with lush foliage and jade. This is a gratifying scene of heavy snow. I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter more.
Winter is the ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.
If winter comes, can spring be far behind? With the coming of winter, people put on thick cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold wind and frost. With the coming of winter, everything has entered a "dead silence" period, leaving people with eyeful fatigue ... That winter, my Clivia was sick as early as two months ago.
When winter comes, it loses all its green color and becomes a pile of dead branches. I'm sorry that months of hard work went up in smoke.
In order to reassure myself a little, I didn't throw it away immediately, nor did I take it out of the flowerpot immediately. I just left it as it is. In this way, I spent the winter of that year in regret. Every time I touch the cold flowerpot, I feel sad and helpless in my heart.
Now that I think about it, I can still feel the long winter. After the spring of the following year, I made up my mind to get rid of the dead branches and make room for planting orchids in flowerpots.
So, I dug up the soil with a small shovel and prepared to uproot it. But at this moment, a miracle appeared.
As soon as I put the shovel into the dry thick soil and scraped it twice, I heard a crisp crack, and then I saw the fragments of the ceramic flowerpot scattered all over the floor. However, when I look carefully, it is the root of Clivia, which seems to have died last winter, wrapped in layers of soil and as thick as a white beard. Instead of necrosis, it became more and more lush and branched again and again.
Now, it is so lush that it fills the whole flowerpot, just like a dragon's paw sticking tightly to a porcelain flowerpot. No wonder it breaks at the touch. Seeing this, I quickly trimmed the messy roots and replanted them in the pot.
As a result, a month later, each flowerpot gave off a lovely Clivia bud. I have to marvel at this scene.
In the whole winter brewing, it can grow again and flourish. I was simply impressed by the miracle of this winter.
This admiration is from the heart. From the eyes to the heart, I have to sincerely sigh its tenacious vitality. Think about it, how stupid I was to give up the chance of a new life in such a hurry in winter.
Thick cotton-padded clothes really cut off all the joy and hope brought by new life. But now I understand that the temporary "dead silence" is to let us appreciate life more truly and appreciate life.
In winter, plants can be reborn by longing for spring after the "dead silence" in winter. What about that guy? Winter can also look forward to spring, and you can get greater new life and hope.
We should be awed by the magic of life, so we should show courage and action. Just like Clivia with withered stems and leaves, when spring shines on the earth, you will have the beauty like a Siberian butterfly, and then break the ice to find a brighter and brighter you. Snow, I love you, love your innocence, yours.
10. The scene description writer is a harbor of happiness and a source of happiness.
I have a happy and joyful family, and I love my family! There are three people in my family. My parents are teachers. I am a primary school student who is about to graduate. I think they are good at educating children. No matter what the circumstances, they will give me the warmth of my family and the motivation to learn.
I am the only child of my parents, but they never spoil me, especially my mother, who is very strict with me and teaches me well. I remember once, while doing my homework, I watched TV with relish.
Suddenly, I was attracted by a wonderful picture, so I stopped writing and concentrated on watching TV. Just then, my mother came over and turned off the TV without saying anything.
Seeing this, I quickly spoiled my mother, but she didn't buy it, and I begged in every way. My mother seems determined to be heavy, but she won't give in, which worries me, a little TV fan. In a rage, I tore up a dictionary.
Looking at this broken dictionary, my anger disappeared without a trace. "How cool!" I thought happily, but the following question made my happy mood plummet: How can I not let my mother find out? So I hid the dictionary in a place I thought was safe.
Unexpectedly, a few days later, my mother found the torn dictionary while cleaning, so she called me to her side and asked, "Did you tear this dictionary?" My heart is like fifteen buckets of water-I am so anxious that I hesitate to answer: "Tear it." I thought my mother would be furious, but I didn't expect her to touch my head and say earnestly, "It must be because I didn't show you TV that day."
Hehe, actually I did it for you, too! You should do your homework and watch TV carefully, but you can't do anything half-heartedly. If you do this, you will get twice the result with half the effort. It's not that I don't watch TV for you, but that you shouldn't watch it when you are doing your homework. You got it? "I looked at my mother's kind smiling face and nodded in shame. The wind blew warmly on my face from the window, and I smiled happily.
My mother's understanding of me has made me progress continuously, and my father's support has made me more confident. My father likes to buy books for me. My bookcase is full of all kinds of books, including Grimm's fairy tales, the legend of Pipiru, the romance of the Three Kingdoms ... My father encouraged me to read more books, and quoted Gorky's famous saying that "books are the ladder of human progress" to teach me, so that I could learn knowledge from reading and enrich my mind.
Sometimes my father watches it with me, and he explains what I don't understand. Sometimes he will tell me the story in the book: once at dinner, my father told the story of Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden in a Dream of Red Mansions, and we all laughed. Even the normally serious mother laughed and spilled rice all over the floor. Haha, it's really interesting.
I am proud to live in this warm and peaceful family. I love my family.